The Cycle Of Destruction And Renewal Commences: The End Of The Vandenreich Begins - Enter K-World's Strike

The dawning of the cold ice sun would mark the renewal of this land in The Antarctic. It seemed that the forces of the universe were moving in a progressive pattern towards something big. The chains of evolution and rebirth were coming near all the realms. Hueco Mundo, The Soul Society, Demon World, The Living Realm and Sugiura Dimensions were all places were great movements were occurring faster than the headlines could report them. Therefore, with all the flames ignited around the very fabric of existence, it was time for those who considered themselves reinventors of the cosmos to start their movements.

Therefore, it was time for The Princess of The Kokuryuteshi to finish what she started in Australia so many months ago. With the rapid expansion of their forces within Earth, it was only a matter of time before they made their first move towards getting an even larger reach in the planet. After all, it seems the winds of changes were damned to revitalise the planet. With beings such as The First Quincy aiming towards an isolated utopian society, and The Yuudeshi Brothers alongside their allies appearing to want to mend the wounds of the world, while the demons focus on crafting a limitless world of salvation, The Vandenreich stood as one of the few mass factions that weren't doing much -- of anything.

Yes, to Sing, they stood as a hostile and determinative force that loomed as a threat to The Kokuryuteshi if allowed to grow into its former power. There were unconfirmed reports that Hulderic Hylam dared to want to raise his hand yet against the powers that be within The Kokuryuteshi. The nerve, the outright gull, that the man had such audacity to declare statements after The Princess demolished his organization's strength -- was unforgivable.

Having heard these stories for himself, The Leader of The Kokuryuteshi, Kin Iramasha, had also determined he was in no forgiving mood to deal with -- insolence. Henceforth, it was time to bring in the tools of destruction to bring forth a new world. The destruction of The Vandenreich was on the agenda of those within the echelons of Kokuryuteshi.

Often considered a pre-emptive strike, this was going to be the main story that was broadcasted throughout the headlines. Not waiting around for The Vandenreich to regain their strength, Kin Iramasha and Sing Iramasha's goals were simple: to cut out the cancer of this land. From there, once they were disposed of, they'd utilize the resources of The Kokuryuteshi to begin doing right by this frozen shell.

From the frozen mist of dark days gone past, the rebuilding of this land would begin. Forests, metropolises, wealth, power, security; these were some of the key words that would describe the transformation occurring. For like an explosive clap of thunder in the night, the overwhelming power that was the Founder of Kokuryuteshi and the Daughter of Kin smashed into the icy continent like a damning strike of lightning. The entire skies throughout the frozen lands morphed from a dull grey overcast, to a radiant and overpowering illumination of golden light.

It was as if god himself had descended from the heavens and came to rid this world of its ailments, sins and all of its depravity. And perhaps -- that was their objective. For both Kin and Sing were at work sending tens of millions of their fellow comrades, allies and family throughout the ice ridden realms. Given how meek the defenses of The Vandenreich were on top of the destruction The Princess Of K-World dealt them? There was no foreseeable way they could scatter the entire continent like The Kokuryuteshi could.

Thus, these troops were all busy installing Kuro Sosu's throughout the lands. Across the four corners of Antarctica, The URE System was being installed and attempting to bring an influx of The URE Realms infinite energy into the lands. With this? Molding the ideal society would be at hand. They'd be able to breath life into a realm of death, make poverty a thing of the past and have enough defenses to almost ensure the likelihood of these lands being tarnished ever again would be slim.

So, while that was transpiring in the distance, there would be something -- off -- about the weather. There was -- warmth. Indeed, this golden radiance was mending away the coldness of this land and beginning the process of transforming this frigid and decrepit land into a more habitable zone. After all, who wanted to live in such a chilling land to begin with? They'd have climate control systems in place for those that did, but they'd be implemented more precisely when their takeover was complete.

Which brought their attention back to the likes of The Vandenreich.

Descending from the heavens, both Sing Iramashsa and Kin Iramasha were above the base of The Vandenreich Base. They appeared as figures of golden light that were seen for tens of miles away. To the right? The Princess and all five foot seven inches of herself levitated very close to her father. There was a smile beaming from the golden haired girls face, while a joyous tune emitted from a pair of purple and golden headphones that were attached to her head. With the light around them dimming, it became more apparent that her clothes were a lavish a purple dress under a white vest with elaborate trimming. While as the winds of their power lashed around them, the golden and purple gape of The Princess blew freely in the air around them.

Now -- to the left? Kin Iramasha. He seemed to tower over his daughter with his tall frame; standing at roughly six foot three. Indeed, long flowing silver hair, piercing amber eyes, bronze skin and a toned body were some of the key words to describe his appearance. Wearing nothing else other than a pair of black colored pants, the male was more more appropriately dressed for combat. The Founder Of The Kokuryuteshi was more than prepared for combat if it came to it, but there was a hope in his heart that it didn't.

Which is why his daughter clinged so close to him. It made her so happy to be alongside her father making such a major change to the planet and moving forward with their goals. It felt like they were gaining ground, progressing and stomping over the disgusting ways of the old. Therefore, there was no point in dragging it out any longer in each of their minds.

"Go on papa, finish them. Finish them and usher in our bliss."

With those cheerful words uttered from the mouth of Sing, Kin gave an affirming nod, patted the head of his daughter and prepared to release the trigger that would thrust this accursed land into the new age. On his command, a firestorm of raw energy smashed into the lands like a tsunami wave of carnage. Ensuring that all civilians were out at this point, and that Shadow Fall was alerted of his motives, all that would leave him is the purging of The Vandenreich.

Holding nothing back, this damning tidal wave energy was enough to even make the likes of The Monsuta's GRID System buckle under the weight of its destructive potency. Thousands, if not hundreds of thousands of Vandenreich Quincy were wiped off the face of the earth in this one move. And with the lack of defenses from The Vandenreich Base? That to would be a thing of the past. Nothing would be left of it but a damning crater and a befitting grave of the unstable ways of old Quincy.

Meanwhile, as her father laid waste to this relic of the past, Sing Iramashsa broadcasted a message to those across Antarctica:

"The Kokuryuteshi has arrived here. We will be taking over this land and bringing it into the light. The ways of the old will be erased and we'll allow the lands of The Antarctic to be birthed a new. Evolution is coming and we invite all who seek refuge to come to our ball when this is finished."

With that brief message uttered, imagery of The Kokuryuteshi's work throughout Antarctica was being played. Bit by bit, new lands were being forged. Second by second, the lands were becoming more inhabitable. And like a lightswitch, the wealth from The Kokuryuteshi would turn this dead land into a superpower soon enough. Their ambitions and goals were becoming more apparent.

"However, we will defend ourselves when threatened. With The Vandenreich wishing our downfall, we will terminate this pest and rid them of their control of this land. That is our secondary ambition of this day." The strong and commanding voice of Kin Iramashsa followed on that telepathic channel; showing the final bits of the Vandenreich population -- die out. There wasn't much left of this organization to fight back.

"Sacrifices must be made towards rebirthing this planet, and this is one we are willing to make. Please, do not interfere. Thank you." And that was Sing's closing statement as both father and daughter would hopefully be looking down upon the smoldering remains that was The Vandenreich. With the destruction of this organization -- something greater could take its place under their rule. They were assured of it.

The general thoughts between Kin Iramasha and Sing Iramasha seemed to be aligned that The Vandenreich were a pitiful people to be eradicated with but a wave of their hands. It is hard to believe that they posed as big of a threat as they did against them in Australia; yet alone for them to be considered a danger to The Quincy Mother. If that was all the strength they had, The Leader of The Kokuryuteshi almost felt embarrassed for making such a massive scene; as shown by him hiding his right palm within his face for a few moments as the scene of destruction spread for far and wide.

Yet, his composure would come soon as the tugging of his daughters weight against his body made him feel at ease once more. Perhaps today wasn't the day for such a grand level; maybe he should just full satisfied that their objective for today was met without much resistance. However, something inside of him felt -- hollow -- as if this victory were almost too easy to achieve. Granted, he had the power to lay waste to countless civilizations if he so pleased; Kin still expected a better show than this to be given by those who called themselves The Justice of The Quincy race.

Nonetheless, this was still considered to be a hot and active field; like lava from a volcano raining down on the earth itself. So, they needed to be on guard and ready for anything. To this end, the pulsation of a weak, but swift approaching energy caught the attention of Sing Iramasha. Detecting quantities of demonic pulsation behind this spiritual wavelength, it was easy to tell that the cousins of their race were here to inspect things. Although, it did not seem to phase Kin much as he did not bother to so much as turn a single head towards this potential new threat. If this figure yearned for a fight, then his daughter would prove sufficient enough to eradicate the threat until it was nothing but a charred memory to be forgotten in history.

Against their train of thought that was prepared for a clash, the entity that emerged before them seemed to be baffled and lost more than anything else. Therefore, there was no reason to necessarily attack it -- yet. It was against both of their moral codes to attack a life force that has not yet been marked as their foe or target; lest they become aggressive with them first.

So, as the boy came with many valid questions, Sing saw fit to move from her fathers waist side and hover towards the demonic creature. Letting off a gentle smile, The Princess of The Kokuryuteshi came to the conclusion that it would be appropriate to greet him with acknowledgement and explain their stance. After all, between her and her father making this much ruckus, it would only be natural that wandering eyes were going to question such a scene.

"My name is Sing Iramasha and I am The Princess Of The Kokuryuteshi. We warned outside onlookers not to interfere as this deals with a war against The Vandenreich that was marked on their actions in the battlefield that was Australia." With the rays of golden light shimmering all be brightly across the horizon, the frozen wonderland of The Antarctic could been seen morphing and the iar becoming warmer; almost tropical even. The energy that came from the URE Realm accelerated the terraforming of this land and the resources from their organizations were already busy constructing new cities.

Nanomachines crafted colossal cities at breakneck speeds, copious amount of raw energy drowned the lands in a calming ocean of power, millions of spiritual energy signatures overflooded the continent as new life came to be and the beginnings of The Kokuryuteshi's hand were being seen. Forest life flourished, new rivers that healed the sick and wounded came to be and a neon white sun bared down in the golden sky to signify the dawn of a new day across this once barren terrority.

"We wish to take this land under our control, reconstruct it and bring forth a radical new vision through the power vested within The Kokuryuteshi. That is all we seek: to better the world, re-correct the wrongs and give purpose to its people. Some may disagree with this and we are simply willing to fight to the death for this cause."

Once finished speaking, Sing stared upwards to the heavens and admired the sight taking place. It felt right, it was whole and she felt with all of her soul that this was the right decision to make. So, with a smile etched across her face, The Maiden held out her metaphorical hand and offered SIjel her assistance:

"Tell me, lost soul, is there perchance anything you desire in this world? Wealth? Power? Love? Name it and I'll meet it to the best of my ability. We are a family and this family is always looking for more members to join it and share the love."

Alas, before she could fully explain the depths of The Kokuryuteshi's affection, there was a colossal disturbance in the distance. One that caused the aloof and distant Kin to widen his eyes, turn to the direction in which he felt a massive demonic presence and give a scowl at the potential damage these buffoons would cause to their new land.


Realizing the danger coming their way, he'd motion for his daughter to stay back. There was no need for her to get involved in such an ugly thing just yet; not when his power could silence these barbarians delayed attack. Thus, Sing gave a worried nod to her father before he began unleashing a great push of amber energy from his body; one that seemed akin to fire itself.

"YOU TWO ARE FOOLS! WE'VE ALREADY SECURED THIS LAND AND ALL YOU ARE DOING NOW IS CAUSING UNNECESSARY STRIFE!"

Letting out a furious hollering, the roar of the the maddened Kokuryuteshi Leader was heard far and wide. Its fearsome cry vibrated off the impression that, for a few moments, Kin himself seemed to possess unlimited raw energy. The aura his energy gave off fueled the reflection that he an entity of the heavens ready to bring down his judging gauntlet upon these pranksters and jokesters.

Coming to life with a defining boom, the abrupt summoning of The Devil Iramasha's power sought to tear apart and decimate the flames of Magnoila before they could cause further damage. Therefore, a flaring storm of amber ash rushed over the field, contained the burning fire within and dispersed every molecule within it until nothing remained. It outright devoured, consumed and then erased each of their forces to make it neutralized; while the nanobots started tending to the dead and injured from the attack. Mending broken burns, putting out flames, reconstructing harder defenses; these were all duties they were given as these savage women kept trying to thwart Kin's vision.

"I SAID TO STOP!"

Roaring with fury, the bronze figure dashed forth towards the heavens and appeared before the ominous halo in the sky within milliseconds. In his eyes? This vessel of power seemed to be filled with destructive capacity and it had to be stopped before it began. Thus, with his bare hands, Kin charged himself with his rich Chaos Energy and sought to tear apart this ring in a single ripping motion. With his mastery over the elements of raw energy, he'd yield the probable means to destroy the core of power within the halo and neutralize it. If it should so fall to pieces, he'd have his Chaos Energy extend from his body in an orange sea of flames, consume the remnants and transport them into a sub-dimension to be crushed, destroyed and thrown in the wind.

Snarling with rage, the pesky acts of the devilish women were still not done. Spawning forth in the distance was a mammoth of creature; one could almost even call it a titan of sorts! Standing 15 miles in the air and extending for four miles, this was something that Kin needed to stop IMMEDIATELY. Therefore, with this limitless energy coursing through his veins, he'd once again leap through the dimensions of the battlefield as if they were nothing and emerge in front of the fist of the colossal familiar.

"You are NOTHING but a bug to be crushed under my feet, Demon!"

In a surge of golden fire, Kin raised his right fist in the air and clenched it with all of his might; generating a colossal golden dragon in the process. Filled with numerous rows of teeth, eyes reddened with rage and horns ready to pierce through anything that comes it way; this bizarre force that had been produced by Kin was otherworldly in nature. However, this was not a familiar or any sort of summoning that The Devilish Sisters had made. Oh no. This was the raw might of Kin's willpower coming to be and seeking new life from the sheer power his energy and ambition COMMANDED.

So as this Dragon of Resolution aimed to consume, devour and obliterate every trace of The Puppet's Arm; it would not buckle to such impure and deluded energies that was required to keep this creature alive. All that was required was the DemiGod might of Kin's power to turn it sunder. Thus, this extension of Kin, by this point, would more than likely have the taste of flesh within its mouth. And by tasting this extract, this force would scream and make the very fabric of reality buckle and quiver around them.

And it is by this point, that by this influence of raw strength, that the creature may more than likely find itself collapsing at the seams and being deconstructed into NOTHING by the mark of Kin's energy. It would spread like virus as the dragon entangled itself around the creatures body; consuming every little bit until nothing but empty space remained and its master would come forth from its head overflowing with raw power as he dared to stare Magnoila Clixx and Inami Asthavon down.



Giving little time to react, the burning desire of Kin's fist were meant to reach each of their faces; shattering through any sort of defense or attack they DARED to throw at him in the process. He was like an cosmic weapon ready to burn through planets, meteors, stars, supernovas and anything else the universe had the AUDACITY to put in his path towards the greatness that was HIS vision. And these two? These two were volatile monsters that needed to be put in their place and effectively placed under time out by the hard and resounding SWAT of his fist against their face.

A blow which had behind it the force to rip apart nations, tear through metaphysical constructs of the plantar level and destroy a vast deal of life for as far as the eye could see. Yet, with his precise and exact training, this hell-breaking force was meant to shatter upon the very faces of these two trumps and effectively give them a sound SMACK back to reality. If they were bold enough to make attacks that could damage his kingdom, then they were bold enough to endure a little pain.

"Get. Out. I never asked for help from a pair of aboriginal strumpets such as yourself. Leave, before I show you the true strength behind these burning eyes of mine."

Taking in a hard and deep breath, the stern expression across his face MEANT death to beings before his feet. If they dared to stand up to him again, he'd hope for their sakes they'd turn around and go back to wherever they came from. He had no patience -- for opposition against his dreams, visions and the hope that was entrusted on his shoulders by the people he led.


And from this spectacle of power, his daughter was all but amazed by the strength her father had. Keeping watch of all the moves he made, all the strength thrown around and the passion behind his actions; it was amazing to see that he yielded such might -- even if he was the man who fought against The Soul King. There wasn't even so much as a single ounce of sweat to be found from his face and Sing understood that he was more than ready to dish out more.

Inspite of these astounding thoughts about her father, there wouldn't be much time to indulge in them. This was still an active war zone and the push of a familiar Quincy came to be. The moment she sensed, flashbacks of Australia danced in her mind and she understood just who it was: Cero Tesla. The boy who seemed so troubled and unnerved by the truth of the world she exposed him to.

Understanding just what she was dealing with, The Princess of The Kokuryuteshi sent a telepathic impulse to her father. For this boy -- she wanted to deal with him alone and without interference from her father. And given the fact he was fighting against two creatures that were on par with Demon Queens? There wasn't much room for backtalk. Thus, the care of Cero would be left to her very capable hands.

And so, she'd await for The Young Quincy to make his way towards her peak. Observing him attempt to safe his fallen comrades, what hope was left for them? Their leader vanished without a trace, their organization was in crumbles, their lands had been taken away by the force of her fathers will and there wasn't anyone left to oppose them. It seemed almost cruel to rescue them from such a feat, only to be thrown into a darker world than whence they were once born into.

Shaking her head, these actions were so inconsequential to The Princess that she'd not even bother to raise a single hand to cease them. As in the end -- it was all so futile to her. No matter how much the boy thirsted to save his fallen allies, their future was all but bleak. Ergo, as this grim sight unfolded before The Iramashsa's eyes, the once serene smile that engrossed her face dissipated and a static neutral expression came to be as she stared at the eyes of The Quincy with a vacant stare.

"Hello Quincy."

These words were dry and somber, but the warmth emitting from her body was all but real. Showing no signs of hostility, the girl would hover closer inward to Cero and listen to his wishes of negotiation. Given the circumstances? They weren't in much of a position to bargain. Yet, her civil side would hear him out and he'd soon find her right palm caressing his cheek.

"If you have words that can sway us, speak them now. Otherwise, to spare you this agonizing end, I'd rather the men who fall under your control follow our vision and reach the pinnacle of dreams that our organization can make real." Now leaning in closer, Sing would whisper these words in a sweet voice; but her eyes would reflect nothing but a cold intent that showed -- this wasn't an idle threat.

"You only have death and despair awaiting if you continue to fight against us, Quincy. Please remember that."

And thus, with those final words, the pieces had been laid down across the battlefield. The lines were being drawn and there was n o telling where they'd be finished at.